Monday, July 11, 2011

Hi! I'm here to drop off a tumor.

Mom didn't sleep last night. I woke up at 3 AM to hear her in the shower. We both went ahead and walked down to the lobby to wait for Dad and Maggie to get dressed and ready. By 5, we had congregated downstairs and began the day.

We walked from the hotel to the surgery center; that was nice. Mom was in good spirits. She walked up to the desk to check in and said "Hi! I'm here to drop off a tumor." About 15 minutes later, they called her and a +1 back to pre-op. (We managed to keep from crying up til then. I told you guys, social crier. Somebody started leaking and I had to join in.)

The waiting area is the whole floor of the surgery center. They've got it arranged in little walled-off areas with furniture and a tv in each one. We snagged one pretty quick. Free coffee and latte's out of a neat machine nearby.

Mom's been in for almost 2 hours, and there's still no information on the board, so we're going a little stir crazy. I may make Maggie put down her Nora Roberts novel and help me find a bagel or something.

2 comments:

Don't panic about the no info - hospitals never give you any information when they say they're going to. When my Mom had her cancer surgery, we finally went and ask and they acted surprised that we wanted information. We're praying for all of you!

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We'll use this blog to keep folks informed about Mom's treatment and recovery. I'll likely use it for some journaling, hopefully to cries of "witty and pithy" and not "whiny and (self)pity." I'm also using Twitter to provide quick, brief updates from the hospital.